Weekend Wrap Up Part 2

Saturday Afternoon:
The Count and I went to a wedding. It was very nice, not my style but nice. My mom came to the ceremony with us because she wanted to see what a wedding was like at my fiancé and my church, and to brainstorm on ideas. The sweetest touch, to me, was that the bride wrote her hubby a song and recorded it and played it as she walked down the aisle! I was done, tears everywhere! *sidenote, I have been instructed to learn how to cry pretty, my mom was like whoa! You cry like somebody is hurting you* But they were cute, up there acting all silly which was nice, because they were true to themselves. On to the reception…..they planned a beautiful outdoor reception BUT it rained! Not just regular rained, it stormed! Thankfully it happened before they got there. When my fiancé and I arrived we went right downstairs (it was held at a mansion) and helped them move the stuff indoors. My baby was out there in the rain taking down tables and bringing stuff in, I was drying off dishes, and chairs, setting tables, whatever needed to be done. It was very uncomfortable because as soon as the rain stopped it got HOT! Being wet and sweaty is not cute let me tell you! But we worked hard, because we know we would want somebody to do the same thing for us. By the time the bridal party arrived we had successfully moved everything inside and we all had a great time. The bride is such a laid back person it didn’t even faze her, but I probably would have been crying away because all the hard work I put in for my outdoor decoration went to waste.

Saturday Night:
We went to one of The Count’s old friend’s cookout. I was hesitant about going because I don’t know any of his friends from elementary school, because he went to a small private school. But I’m glad I went, it was fun. They were reminiscing on old times and stuff and I was cracking up at their old yearbooks. Another storm rolled up when we were just about to leave, so we had to wait for it to die down (of course the power went out too, and everybody sat like you had to be silent when the room was dark, it was funny). But while we were waiting I got to meet his friend’s girlfriend. So we all sat around talking about how they met and stuff because I love to hear those types of stories (there’s was funny, they bonded over his car blowing up on his way home for Thanksgiving break). The Count got a huge ego boost when she saw my ring and grabbed my hand and dragged me over to her boyfriend and told him to “take notes”. I know my baby was proud of his work!

Sunday:
Overslept and missed church. Since I fell asleep on the couch (again) when I went to my room in the middle of the night I forgot to take my phone and that’s what wakes me up. So I slept all day. At like 3pm my mom opened my room door and started hollering “you have been in here all day? I thought you were gone somewhere with the count, if you don’t bring your little hermit behind out here and interact with folks!” So she and I watched some movies together and I finally handled my bridesmaid dress situation, so I can cross that off of my to-do list.

I woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed this morning and I am still in a good mood even after a few encounters with bosslady this morning (I may have to make that tomorrow’s post because bosslady’s boss, bossman, is here and that might deter my blogworld journey for the day).

Soooo, how was your weekend?

Weekend Wrap Up part 1

I am in a much better mood this week! Yayyyy, I'll post about what happened work-wise a little later today; I'd rather talk about the fun stuff now

Thursday Night:
I took on the name Goldilocks by the end of the night :) My sister and I went out to Friday's with 2 girls we used to work with. I honestly did not want to go, I was dead tired, they literally had to drag me out of bed. I went, but was in a funky mood because my sister made it quite clear that I need to get this mess I've been passing off as my hair, relaxed. I'm growing my hair out for the wedding, so I haven't been getting relaxers as frequently as I used to and lets just say, it's not as easy to hide the new growth! Anyway, I'm sitting at the table at the restaurant looking at these beautiful ladies, and I was feeling like crap. Well what do you think happened? God showed me that "I still had it" LOL. When we get our food this dude slides up (literally, slid, in his chair!) to our table and asks what was up with us. I looked at him and started laughing, not a polite flirty laugh a loud in his face, I can't believe you had to nerve to try that. My sister looked at me like if you don't stop being rude! One of the girls just looked at him and told him that what's up is that we just got our food and are now trying to eat it, please back up and come back later. Do you know this dude actually came back later? They were outside having a mini-photo shoot and I was sitting holding the purses (these roots were not going to be captured on film voluntarily!) and he came up to me talking about:
HIM: "my man in the white shirt, not the one with the hat, the other one, still wants to know what's up with you."
ME: "I'm getting married in 3 months that's what's up, and tell your man, that when he wants to approach a female, he should do the work himself and not send a friend, that's lazy and rude."
HIM: "True, I feel you on that one, well good luck with your marriage"
Not 2 minutes later I hear another group of dudes talking about "oh that one in the pink is just right, I'm feeling her, she is right." So I'm looking around being nosey, I see a brown shirt, a black shirt, and a green shirt, I look down and notice I have on an orange shirt and think oh crap, is this color blind dude really about to try and approach me and tell me I'm just right?
As soon as I get in the car he taps on my window,
HIM #2: "baby girl you are just right, can I call you sometime?"
ME: "No, but you can call my husband, I'm sure he would love to talk to you."
HIM #2: "See, I knew you was just right, somebody already snatched you up"

All in all we had a really good time, they did get me in some photos and post those things of Facebook, but I guess I can live with that, since I am just right and all!

Friday Night:
I did my hair (still no relaxer though) and watched movies with The Count and my momma. Woke up at 7am on Saturday to find The Count and myself asleep on the couch. I still haven't figured out why my mom didn't wake us up before she went to bed.

I'll put Saturday's events in a separate post because it was long as crap. Let me do some work for about an hour and I'll be right back!

Smile, Jesus loves you!

I have been in a funk since yesterday. I'm not going to dwell on it or vent because I have already given this too much of my time. I have spent time irritated and sullen when I could have chosen to smile and laugh. I will smile and laugh today, other people's actions will not affect what kind of day I have! (I will also repeat this over and over today so that I will actually do it, lol)

On a good note, The Count's job search is turning itself back around for the better! He got called by an environmental company telling him about a few positions they were looking at him for. They are going to set up an interview for next week! This is really what he wants to do, so I'm excited for him.

On a solemn note, I've had 2 deaths in my family within a week. My great aunt Margaret died Saturday. She was my grandpa's oldest sister. I don't know how old she was, but considering my grandpa was 82 when he died 10 years ago, I'm assuming she was well into her 90's. Yesterday my cousin Chris died. This one kinda threw me for a loop. She lived in New York with her twin sister and she adopted a baby last year, I think her sister will probably raise the baby now. She was diagnosed with bone cancer a couple of months ago. She was going through treatments when she came down with pneumonia. On Saturday she went to the hospital to get treated and she fell and broke both of her hips, Tuesday we got a call that she passed away. Crazy huh? Her brother just got out of the hospital and said that he is going through heart failure! This is just blowing my mind.

On a good note, my other cousin is coming home from the war on July 4! I am so excited because now he can finally retire. It's a surprise. The only people that know are my mom and me (ohhh and anybody that reads this). We are taking him to the family cookout as a surprise!

I know I have way to much to be grateful for to so I'm going to end this here before I start complaining about something, lol.

People make me laugh

Last night when my dad picked me up he was all upset
Dad: "TM, somebody broke the window out on my van"
Me: "really?" I'm thinking, you're late, it's raining, and I don't care.
Dad: "Yeah..blahblahblah..."
Me: "Hmmm that's to bad. You should hurry and get it fixed because I have to drive to work a lot in the next 2 weeks."

So I get home and look at the window. Nobody, no matter how dumb of a criminal you are would have done that. My dad just likes to be dramatic. I really think during one of the storms this week something hit the window and shattered it, my mom thinks a rock hit it when he was cutting the grass and he didn't want to fess up! It's smashed in the top middle! In order to unlock the door a person would have cut their arm all up, why wouldn't they smash it in the most convenient place? And why would they smash the side closest to the house? Every single time somebody has broken into a car in my neighborhood (which used to happen a lot, turns out it was my god brother who had just moved into the neighborhood, another story for another day, lol) they did it on the street side so they could get away quickly and because it's a lot easier.
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I got to sleep in today because I had a client meeting and didn't have to go to the office! Yayyyy. Since I had this client meeting I decided to try and be extra cute because I refused to put on a suit. I had on this purple shirt that matched my purple toenails so I put on some peep toe pumps. When I walk out to my car to leave for work my mom is outside unloading the truck from a catering job. She looks at me and this is what follows:

Me: "I'm cute, huh?"
Mom: Closely examining me, turns her head to the side and says "No"
Me: Laughing, pause "wait, are you serious?"
Mom: "Yeah I'm serious" frowning now "I think it's the shoes, go change the shoes, put on lower heels"
Me: "oh..ok" quite confused because I just knew I was fly! I walk back in, change my shoes and go back outside.
She looks me over....she never did say I looked cute though......

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Anyway, I make my way up to Baltimore for the client meeting. I'm in there with the other coordinator, our boss, and 2 people representing the client. We're trying to set up the conference call, and by we, I mean them because I am in lala land singing in my head.

MyBoss: "I'm so hot. Lord, is there a fan in here? I'm bout to faint"
Me: still looking down singing silently "I'm actually kind of chilly"
MyBoss: "what? shut up TM you're always cold" Which really is true, my heater is always on, but I look up and see she is drenched in sweat! Her hair is sticking to her face and she is fanning herself like crazy! Everybody is just looking at her like what the heck!
Me: "ummm, do you want me to help fan you?"
MyBoss: Blank.Stare. She looked at me like she wanted to choke me, lol. I really did mean well, I was trying to help her through her heat flash.

I'm about to fall asleep at this desk, I should not have eaten all that Wendy's. Off to find more wedding ideas online, cuz ya'll know I don't have any work to do !

I'll call it a lesson learned

I worked with a lady at cvs that had 3 kids. Her oldest was her only son and she praised him day in and day out. He started working at cvs and because his mom and I were so close we became friends. Mind you I was with The Count at this time but I never did anything outrageous. It was clear though that this dude wanted to be more than friends. I’m thinking I’m all big and bad hanging out with this dude (The Count didn’t know and he also didn’t ask where I was so that was my excuse-ugh, I was lame). So anyway for about 2 months I’m friends with this dude, going for walks, talking on the phone and stuff….stuff I would have killed The Count for doing (trust me I have learned my lesson). But anyway this dude is about 28. One night sitting in his truck we have this conversation.

Dre: I don’t know if my mother told you or not, but I guess I should before you hear it from somebody else.
Me: what?
Dre: I’m on probation. I went to jail for 4 years for selling drugs.

He goes on to tell me all the details (He had a 5y/0 daughter, he never finished high school, he's trying to be legit now, how much money he used to bring in). All the while I’m thinking, and you’re the favorite child? I mean everybody makes mistakes and life happens but this woman PRAISED her son and says things like her daughters aint sh*t (one is 10 the other is like 24), and how she wishes all her kids were like him, and how I should only have boys, and how I should leave my boyfriend and marry her son. After awhile, he starts disrespecting my boyfriend. Um sir, not only are you not in a place to talk about anybody, you also don’t know me like that. I stopped talking to him altogether. Shortly after that I get engaged. He tries to make some sly comment about my ring and I look at him like, It’s better than anything you would ever be able to afford (I’m going to have to post a picture one of these days). Shortly after that encounter his mom finds out he hasn’t been making payments on the truck he’s been driving and it’s in her name ( he didn’t have the money was his excuse, didn’t tell anybody, sure as heck didn’t stop clubbing and drinking to perhaps save some money. Just decided he didn’t have to pay!). Mind you she took the truck from her daughter to give it to him because he deserved it more (and this is why parenting 101 teaches not to play favorites like that). But this is what this grown man does…..he runs away! He was still living with his parents, but when his mom realized she was about $5,000 in debt cuz of her beloved son, he stopped going home. He got his dad to drop him off some clothes at his aunt’s house. When his mom found out where he was he got scared and moved to ATL with a girl he met. She hasn’t talked to her son in almost a year. He literally broke her heart; she just says things like “I never thought my son would do this to me.” I really feel for her, but I just thank God he didn’t let my little fast tail get caught up in that nonsense and mess up my relationship with The Count. Well late Saturday night I get this text:

Him: How you doing –Dre Day (who the heck is Dre day? I think it’s one of The Count’s friends so I answer)
Me: Fine, and you?
Him: I’m fine, U married yet –Dre Day (Ohhhh that Dre, oh shoot, well let me just answer)
Me: No, not until October
Him: Tru, U happy-Dre Day (True what? Anyway, ummmm I haven’t talked to you in months and you come at me with this?)
Me: Yes.

Nothing after that. No well wishes, no good luck, no ok, nothing. I was laughing so hard. It made me stop and think; if I told him I wasn’t happy please tell me what he was going to do about it? Ugh, thank goodness of lessons learned.

Office Etiquette

I am a bit new to this corporate environment so I’m always confused about what is and what is not acceptable. People do things around here that make me look at them like they are so rude! Maybe that’s how business relationships are supposed to go. Am I just too friendly?

When I walk through the halls, I speak when somebody walks past me. I think it’s rude to act like you don’t see somebody. Even if I don’t speak, I at least smile-genuinely- to everybody, bosses, janitors, the florist, the mail room guy. Your little pursed together lips does not qualify as a smile, it makes me want to trip you. Most people here do smile and/or speak, so I’m guessing the one’s that don’t are rude and in the wrong, not me.

Is chivalry dead at work? If you see a woman in heels and a dress carrying her legal pads and pens whilst dragging a chair down the hall, do you not attempt to help? I would, no matter who it was, because it’s the nice thing to do. Apparently others do not agree.

Is there a rule that you can’t speak to the man in charge unless you have been directed to do so? Since I work in the corporate office, the owner of the company is always around. I met him before in a group and he seemed nice enough. The other day when I walked up to the elevators he was waiting for one too so I said hello. He looked at me like I was stupid. Then Blondehairblueeyes walks up and he greets her by name. We get on the elevator, he talks to her, she talks to us. She gets off, we smile and say have a good evening. When I was getting off, I looked at him and told him to have a good evening and he responded like this: looking at blackberry as to not have to make eye contact with this chick, glance up quickly and say “umhmm” and look back down. I just thought the whole thing was rude. I felt like how some people treat their cleaning ladies and stuff. I came to the conclusion he was having a bad day and just didn’t know me. We’ll try that situation out again another day.

When you walk in somebody’s office, don’t you speak? I share my office with 2 other women. If you come in to see one of them I think you should at least acknowledge that you see me especially since I sit right in front of the door. And when you notice the person you came to see isn’t at her desk don’t just stand in the middle of the floor and stare at their desk as if they will magically appear if you look hard enough. If you had taken 2 seconds to speak to me I would tell you where they are.

And can they really tell you to cut of all facial hair? Really? (I guess I’m not really over that Pink!)

I think it's time for bed

I do believe I am slightly annoyed. I don't know when it happened. I was going through having a lovely day (I did a great job as the fill in!) and all of a sudden I'm thinking very mean thoughts about people, lol.

Remember the job interview my fiance had? Well it went well and they want him to come back on Monday. Great right? The catch is, he has to shave off all his facial hair. No beard, no goatee, no mustache. Just eyebrows. He was like I was about to tell them no thank you. When he said it I was like ohhhhhhh no that just won't do! When I got off the phone with him, I turned to my office mate and was pissed. She burst out laughing and was like you're really that mad? And I am! To me, as long as you look clean cut and polished, it shouldn't matter...and I looooooooove my baby's facial hair. My boss came in and was like what's wrong. So she came and talked some sense into me. It turned into a 30 minute chat about my life, relationship, and wedding. It was quite fun (she is very far fetched and dramatic...I loved it)! The receptionist came in and was like "are you guy's having a party? All I hear is laughter, speak up, I want to know what you're talking about." It turns out my boss isn't so bad after all, I enjoyed our conversation.

When I got of the Metro, nobody was there to pick me up. I always call them before I get on the train and tell them the exact time to be there. My dad wasn't so I had to sit and wait. Of course I got on my phone, because it normally deters the crazies. But not today.

Mr.NoGame: Hey shawty, hey shawty, can I talk to you for a minute? (I'm walking past him, not even looking in his direction) Hey shawty come here for a minute.

I sat down and continued to ignore him and he kept on talking. I had walked past him and sat down, and he just got louder. #1. If you are going to annoy the heck out of somebody by talking to them even though they clearly aren't interested.......everybody at the station does not have to hear you! I was so embarrassed. People were walking past looking at me like, "ummm, he's talking to you. He wants to take you to dinner and buy you shoes" AND???? I was about to go punch him in the eye and let my ring leave him scarred.

When my dad finally showed up, this dude didn't have on any shoes or a wallet but decided he wanted dinner. I say I'll go in and get it and pay for it. Do you know when he got his food, he complained about the size sub I got? Get it yourself next time....that was my money! Do you know that the people at Jerry's don't understand the concept of steak-cheese-bread. That's all I wanted. I made that quite clear. NOTHING else, steak-cheese-bread. All those daggon onions they put on my sandwich grrrrrrrrrr!

Anyway, do you think I'm overreacting about this shaving the facial hair for the job? I think I'll probably cry when I see his naked face. My boss was like, he'll look younger. I looked at her like chick he is 22 if he looks younger we will look 15! Just picture it, the naked faced boy and the chick with acne going to apply for a marriage license. Oh how the people would talk!